Evelyn is wearing her Elsa heels around the campsite. We’re getting stared at here…. there’s serious judging going on. Doesn’t bother me, but I want to make sure that Rebecca knows. Becky…. you did this. I am not responsible for this.
San Fransisco doesn’t disappoint. We spent a day as blue chip tourists - knee-high socks (Nate), cameras around necks (Traci, Nate, Grammie Denise) and a plan to see: The Golden Gate, Fisherman’s Wharf, seals, Alcatraz, Ghirardelli Square, the red light...
We have now arrived at that part of the movie where morale is in a nosedive. Normally we’re fairly immune to small disasters. In fact, I generally find mishaps charming and funny. However… we’ve taken one too many broadsides and...
We pulled up to the city campground office and I got out of the RV to draw in my first breath of fresh Arkansas air. This is my first visit to this state. It's about what I expected - hot...